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[Verse 1: T.I.]
Country had fronted me 20 keys told me to keep 20 G's
And forgot to tell me 25 to eternityNow picture me, in a GS3 with all my fold
Versaci Coat, and armani lobe from slangin coke
This ain't no joke situation nigga I'm I'll with it
My occupation clockin 6 figues so deal with it
My mob be cannon, pealin? over teflon protect my belly
From 9 mm cannon while talkin on celly's daily
Niggas frontin like they makin pay
This is real pimpin, key comin straight from the CIA and bill clinton
You kinda thugs ain't got a clue do you?
Hey who the man who supply the man who supplying you with a couple grand?
Interracial freedom for some luxuries This ain't the betNigga Materialistics can't substitute for your happiness
Lifes about how you feel about you and what you do
When you waking up in the morning you seeing who?
I think you niggas done bit off more than you can chew
Cause you don't even know why you do half that hot ass shit you do
Why I'm trappin? Cause it's the only job with fair taxes
Keep a nigga in tight to death in polos and air maxes
I'm blastin these niggas daily whenever they try to play me
Baby you wanna lay me, but baby you gotta pay me
Nigga you owe me cheese, that's ground for beef
I'm rollin with the P$C with a pound of cheif
Hey if this rap shit don't work, I'm stuck slangin drugs, until I make enough money to go and buy me a club
I got 36 ounces that I got to move and 20 keys comin to me on the 4th of June
Soon as the school year ends, I pick up my keys
So crank the V12 to down to females and place em with cheese
200 G's for the package, but they 10-5 a piece now
On the streets they goin for 21-5 at least
21-5 times 20 Look that's 4-30
But listen closely cause the dope game get more dirty
If I cut em into ounces, 28 grams for 800 a piece
Hey 36 of them in a key, more cheese for me
Now there's 28 g's and 800 cash just for one key, and I got 19 more stashed
208 g's at 800 times 19 more, come out to 5-4-7
Comma 2-0-0
That's 547 g's and two hundred
47 g's you can ball 200 get blunted
The other 500 g's invest it in keys
So I can triple my cheese and have a million at ease
That's how it is. This game ain't no life time deal
You better get as much cheese as you can and get the fuck outta here

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